Chapter 587: Bad Kid...

The backbone collapsed in an instant, and I don't know if I couldn't bear the resentment of the dozens or hundreds of ancestors, or the scene inside the coffin.

What's the matter, old man, what's the matter?

"Why didn't you kill, why didn't you kill her?" I ran over there, shouting.

The sound of a plop, like a stabbing plastic bag, was originally ignored in this world, but the sound was like a bomb in my ears, and my ears rang with ringing, and I ran stunned, tripped over the muddy grave and fell to the ground.

The old man looked down, and there was an extra bright thing on his stomach.

The thing was bright and piercing, and there was a red burn on it, and it was beaten by the rain, and it was fainted, and it looked like a red rose.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I struggled to get up from the ground and ran towards the old man.

The old man was pushed behind his back, and his body was planted next to the blue coffin, and he went to the soup with his head in the soup, and his face was buried in it, and he couldn't move, as if he was dead.

Behind him, the widow of the king, who looked like a chicken in soup, threw the knife in her hand to the ground in a trembling manner, her face pale.

"What are you doing? He saved you just now! You actually killed him! I couldn't help but scold the widow, I didn't just want to scold, I also rushed up and slapped her.

I turned over the old man with his face planted in the mud pit, looked at the old man who didn't look good, and said with a crying voice: "Teacher Li, you, are you okay?" ”.

The old man's empty eyes looked at the gray sky, the raindrops fell into his eyes without blinking, the whole person was empty, there was no soul, and his eyes were straight like wood carvings.

I covered the old man's stomach with my hand, but I felt the warm blood still bubble out, and no matter how much I pressed it, it seemed to be coming out between my fingers.

"Old man!" I was hoarse and howling, and I pressed the wound for a while, and then I wanted him to get up and go to the doctor.

But the old man suddenly grabbed my sleeve, and his eyes turned around, and when he looked at me, his eyes suddenly turned red, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

An old man who was not even afraid of death was crying at this moment.

The old man opened his mouth and asked, "Do you think I'm really wrong?" Am I really wrong? ”

"You're right, good and evil are not mutually exclusive, what you said is right! That's right! I tried to persuade him.

The old man trembled and said, "In my life, it is the last inheritance of our door, a big country, a great country in China that has been in China for 5,000 years, the quintessence of the country has been lost, is there still China after Yashan, it is said that the wisdom of the modern people has just opened, and the superstition has been broken, and the things that have been passed down by the ancestors for hundreds of lifetimes have withstood the time, and the word of mouth can continue for thousands of years, but it can't survive the hearts of the people." ”

"I hate it, I hate that turbulent years, I hate that red, but what is right and what is wrong? Is it wrong to subdue demons and eliminate demons? Is it right to kill people and set fires? I don't know, who can tell me, how many innocent people were cholera in the 83 Chinese and foreign supernatural fighting methods, and that's right? ”

"It's wrong, it's all wrong, maybe everything is destined, disappear, there is a reason to disappear, it's a pity, Huaxia can't be called Huaxia in the future, I don't know if it's sad or lucky?"

The thinking of their generation is relatively old-fashioned, and the realm and vision are different from what we see, the old man is a Taoist priest who slays demons and exorcises demons, and he is the kind of master who oversees the world and cultivates the avenue in his heart.

His eyes don't know how many times wider than mine, so what he says is a great way.

But if it weren't for his miserable situation, I really wanted to scold him, when was it, how could I worry about this.